Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6518 Disorganized heartbeat (10)

Okay, okay, for the sake of his birthday today, I'll drink Ji Changmu a few more glasses of wine later.

Ji Changmu also carries it when socializing, and never lets himself get drunk. They must get him drunk today.

They were also curious, what does Ji Changmu look like when he's drunk?

Maybe he's not such an upright gentleman anymore?
Ji Changmu took his mobile phone and walked to the balcony next to the living room. Looking out from the transparent window, the night was misty and the stars were shining brightly.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Is the professor busy?"

Ji Changmu glanced at the restaurant, Yan Jia and the others were still waiting for him.

He asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say last time that you could answer my questions for me? Is it fair to speak? I bought the teaching aids specially, and I have studied your lessons seriously, but you also know that I am relatively stupid. I have done half a day of questions today, and almost none of them are correct. Yes!"

"..." She sounded quite proud?

"Professor, do you have any good ideas? I just have one request, and I don't want to fail at the end of the semester."

"How can you not?!" Ji Changmu became angry, and his tone was very aggressive after drinking some wine just now.

Qiao Muyuan was frightened by him for a moment: "Just...you don't know it. If you don't like answering people's questions, don't force yourself. You promised me, and now it's like this. What's the matter?"

"I've never seen you so stupid. After most of the semester, you can't even tell me?"

"It's not the first day you know I'm stupid."

"It's impossible for me to re-tell you from the beginning to the end. Listen carefully, no matter how bad you are, as long as you can read, you will memorize the materials I gave you last time. Do you hear me? "

"It's too difficult..."

"Qiao Muyuan, if you are afraid of difficulties, don't call me next time, I can't teach students who are dull and don't work hard!"

Hearing his bad tone, Qiao Muyuan couldn't help muttering: "It's always been like this. I'm impatient to ask you questions. You don't look like a teacher. It would be fun to ask students to buy clothes for you. Shameless."

"What did you say?"

"I said, I will slowly memorize the knowledge points."

"Be obedient, there is no harm, anything you have learned today will help you in the future." Ji Changmu said in a low voice, "What else do you want to ask?"

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Say."

"Wait a minute." Qiao Muyuan brought over the tutorial book, flipped through the question casually, "I'll read the question to you, can you explain it to me?"

"..."

"Professor, are you busy? If you are busy, I won't bother you. I will ask you next time."

"Tell me." Ji Changmu breathed heavily and held his breath.

"Okay, okay, I know that the professor is the best. He has good character, good teacher ethics, patience, and reason. He is one of the few good teachers I have ever seen. He is young and promising, and he is rich in learning."

"Qiao Muyuan, you are enough." Ji Changmu really... rubbed his forehead, shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

He stood by the French window, with a slender figure, and the warm-toned light from the balcony shone on him, adding a bit of tenderness to the cold and sharp edges of his usual deep features.

Sometimes wandering, sometimes frowning.

Ji Changmu was standing on the balcony talking with Qiao Muyuan on the phone.

Yan Jia couldn't hold his breath anymore. He patted the table in the restaurant and shouted to the servant: "Where's Lao Ji? Where did he go? It's been so long on the phone?"

The servant lowered his voice: "Boss Yan, Mr. Ji is still on the phone."

(End of this chapter)